On doors that open automatically, the soldier and I on the phone:

“I finally had to write about it,” I said. “I wrote about how no one ever gets in our way. You know. We’re always going all these places we’re not supposed to go and when we do we just get instant access. All the guards fall,” I said.

‘Yeah, that’s because I’m looking at them letting them know not to mess with us,” he said. “Yeah no one ever messes with us. They didn’t mess with us when we went in that No*Tel Motel,” he said.

“No? I don’t remember what they said. I just sure wanted to go there.”

“They didn’t say anything. They were picketing that place, yelling at people as they walked in but when we went in there, no one said a word.”

I chuckled and tried to recall and picture it. I’m 17, he’s 19. I decided I wanted to go to the new No*Tel Motel in town… they rented rooms by the hour to the outrage of the community and he decided he was coming with.

So there were 20 people in front of this place with picket signs and bullhorns when we pulled up, parked the motorcycle at the curb, got off it and walked by them. We were holding hands of course, all in love… and he’s right. No one said a word… we were given a total pass.

We have a composite Aquarius rising, opposed by Mars conjunct Uranus and we look like we’ll fight for freedom, I’m sure.